Chapter 5 (Part 1)

Grace stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, reflecting Leonardo’s body.  

When she was just pinned under this body, feeling whatever stimulation he gave, she hadn’t realized it, but it was truly a fantastic physique.  

From the chiseled abs to the prominent iliac crest, and even the substantial thing hanging in the middle.  

There was nothing to criticize.  

Her past self, who dismissed it as disgusting, seemed foolish now.  

“…No wonder women go crazy over it.”  

But really, with such a body, had he never been with a woman?  

In truth, Grace didn’t fully believe his claim of being ‘the first.’  

‘It’s just something to say.’  

She thought it was just something nice to say to someone inexperienced like her.  

Grace cautiously ran her hand down Leonardo’s member, which had been inside her until just a moment ago.  

It twitched slightly at her touch, and the remaining seed spilled out.  

Seeing that made it even clearer what she had done just a while ago. Moreover, there was more evidence left on her body than this.  

“…Not in my right mind, Grace Lowell.”  

Even if she was intoxicated by the flower or the drug, how could she have enjoyed being with someone she had considered an enemy for over ten years?  

Grace felt her conscience pricking her and closed her eyes.  

If they knew, at least three people would scold her.  

‘One of them would be my father.’  

He would surely be furious, asking how she could betray him. He would grab her by the neck, asking how she ended up like this when he raised her with such care.  

Grace made a face of irritation and turned her body. Then she was startled to see Leonardo standing by the bathroom door.  

“When did you get here?”  

At Grace’s question, Leonardo answered with a charming smile.  

“When you were touching my c*ck?”  

At his words, Grace’s face turned red in an instant. No matter how many times she heard it, she couldn’t get used to the vulgar words coming from his mouth.  

“Stop saying that damn word!”  

Grace shouted, and he walked in, grabbing his half-er*ect member and said,  

“What else would you call a c*ck?”  

“Sir Leonardo!”  

As Grace exclaimed in shock, Leonardo squeezed his member harder and replied in a low, sunken voice.  

“Why? Do you regret it? Do you regret mixing bodies with me and moaning in pleasure?”  

Grace realized that the more he squeezed, the more blood rushed down, and his member was growing.  

Moreover, she realized Leonardo had overheard her earlier muttering and misunderstood.  

Seeing Grace’s pale face, unsure of how to answer, Leonardo stroked his now fully er*ect member.  

“Do you regret crying out with this big thing inside you?”  

At his fierce and violent words, tears welled up in Grace’s eyes for a moment.  

She felt wronged, not because it was as he said, but because she couldn’t answer that she didn’t regret it.  

But Grace couldn’t help it either. The future seemed too bleak.  

As Grace remained silent, tears streaming down her face, Leonardo stepped back.  

“…I understand. Let’s just say it happened because we were not in our right minds due to the flower.”  

“Sir Leonardo.”  

Even as Grace’s voice trembled, Leonardo answered coldly.  

“Let’s pretend it didn’t happen.”  

“…”  

“Oh, if it’s your first time, and you need compensation for your lost purity—”  

At that moment, with a slap, Leonardo’s head turned to the side.  

Grace looked at him with cold eyes.  

As if he expected to be hit, Leonardo turned his head back to face her and continued speaking.  

“—just let me know. Then, let’s go. I’ll wash you.”  

As Leonardo lathered soap on a sponge, Grace replied in a voice colder than ice.  

“No need. Just give me the potion.”  

At her words, Leonardo looked at her for a moment.  

He put down the sponge, washed his hands, and silently went outside to bring back the potion.  

Grace took the potion he handed her and drank it in one go. Leonardo also drank his potion and closed his eyes.  

“Hng!”  

With a sharp pain, their bodies changed.  

Confirming that she was back to her original self, Grace said to Leonardo,  

“Then, would you please leave?”  

At her dismissal, Leonardo slowly moved his steps.  

The proud member that had been standing tall drooped as their bodies swapped.  

Leonardo closed the door and stepped outside, looking up at the ceiling with a long sigh.  

‘Crazy bastard.’  

He hadn’t intended to speak so fiercely and crudely to Grace.  

In fact, during the time he was heading to the bathroom, he was thinking about how he could be with Grace in the future.  

But when he arrived at the bathroom, the words he heard were,  

‘…Not in my right mind, Grace Lowell.’

Words that denied the intense act he shared with her.  

‘At first, it was because of the flower, but… I thought it wasn’t after that.’  

While mixing bodies intensely with Grace, Leonardo felt immense joy.  

He thought their hearts might have connected a little. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have accepted him like that, he believed.  

‘She regrets it.’  

Even if Grace Lowell might regret the act, Leonardo didn’t regret it at all.  

He couldn’t forget the moments when he kissed every part of her body.  

‘But if she regrets it, I should give her what she wants.’  

In that case, it was better to make sure, even if it meant becoming trash, that they would never want such a relationship again.  

That way, he could also let go of any lingering feelings.  

Clenching his teeth against the overwhelming self-loathing, Leonardo lowered his head.  

‘Clueless bastard.’  

Even just briefly recalling his relationship with Grace, his member stood up again, and he smacked it as if punishing it before moving on.  

Before Grace finished washing and came out, he had to tidy up the bed full of their traces.  

As soon as Leonardo left, Grace submerged herself in the bathtub.  

She sat there, crouched with a blank face, letting the hot water pour over her head. Without thinking about anything.  

By the time the bathtub was filled with water, Grace muttered,  

“Why did I say that?”  

Even if she heard words that seemed regretful, claiming she wasn’t in her right mind, it wasn’t enough to make her so angry.  

What did she do so wrong to deserve such a low-level, crude joke? She felt wronged.  

After splashing water on her face to wash up roughly, she saw her arms and chest, stained with marks.  

All of it was Leonardo’s doing.  

‘After doing this to me, he says such things.’  

Truly, he was a person who was completely different when entering and leaving the bathroom.  

Grace bit her lower lip hard.  

‘Fine, whatever. I’ll just think I enjoyed it too.’  

As soon as she thought that, she felt a sharp pain in her heart, but Grace pretended not to notice.  

It was a mess of a relationship from the start.  

Just for a moment, led by a peculiar situation, she lost her mind and did it because of a strange flower.  

‘Yeah, let’s think that way.’  

Anyway, Leonardo also didn’t seem to favor this relationship, which is why he spoke to her like that.  

Determined to harden her heart, Grace took a deep breath.  

Coming out of the bathtub, she grabbed a sponge lathered with soap and began to scrub her body roughly. As if trying to erase the traces of their relationship.  

‘Fine, that bastard! I don’t care either!’  

Just let him appear in her dreams, and she would slap him until his cheek was ragged.  

Grace ground her teeth as she washed.  

Covering herself roughly with a towel and stepping outside, she saw Leonardo waiting for her in a robe.  

“Are you finished?”  

Ignoring Leonardo’s question, Grace headed towards the lodging.  

Watching her back, Leonardo entered the bathroom. He let out a long breath, feeling suffocated.  

‘I decided not to care.’  

It was a relationship that couldn’t get closer anyway. Just thinking that way was easier on the heart.  

Leonardo tried to erase the image of Grace’s body, full of the marks he had left, from his mind as he splashed water on himself.  

The slightly cold water hitting his body made him feel better.  

Ignoring Leonardo, who was looking at her, Grace entered the lodging and bit her lip at the faint sound of water coming from afar.  

“…It’s all cleaned up.”  

Just a while ago, the bed was a mess from the affair they had.  

The crumpled sheets in the shape of their entangled bodies, the faint smell of sweat, and the subtle scent from their exchanged fluids. All of it was here.  

Now it was all gone.  

“Ha, you really.”  

Grace leaned against the door and closed her eyes.  

A feeling of emptiness washed over her.  

Facing reality made her remember the hunger she had forgotten.  

Grace hastily dressed and left the lodging. Even if not for the hunger, she didn’t want to stay here any longer.  

‘What should I eat?’  

She was hungry but had no appetite.  

Never in her life as Grace Lowell had she experienced this, and it felt very strange.